CHAPTER THIRTEEN
How could she have gotten out without my knowing?
That question nagged Prince Yushir as he sat on his mat waiting impatiently for the visitation to end. His tea cup was empty but his plate was only moderately touched, enough to not appear rude. Something caught his attention and he leaned over toward his indifferent companion.
Dadan has finished his tea, as well he mused with more than a little surprise. When have I ever seen him finish anything at a meal?
“More tea?” Shian offered as she held up the teapot.
Prince Yushir shook himself from the grasp of his curiosity and drew himself to a straight position. “No, thank you. I am curious to know since you will not divulge the recipe, where you fetched this unique ingredient.”
Shian’s smile tensed and she gripped t
